Page 160 of Sweet Hate
Guilt claws through me, and I’m hit with the need to be close to him. I want to wrap myself around him, and never let him go to make up for all the years I put a pond between us because I’m an idiot.
“I’m so sorry I left.” I whisper. “I’ll never leave you again, Axel, you’re it for me too.” I brush a soft kiss over his lips, hoping it’s enough to reassure him.
He tugs a strand of my hair. “So…fuck rule six then?” He grins up at me.
I huff out a laugh. “Fuck all the rules, Fireman. You’re stuck with me now.”
EPILOGUE
AXEL
It’s been two months since the fire, and I’m starting to think that it might have been the best thing to ever happen to me, as messed up as that sounds.
Not only did we manage to get everyone out, and the two kids I helped survived, but that fire gave me Haven. Not as a best friend. Not a friend with benefits. But as my everything.
It helped her realize how she really felt about me. I like to think she’d have gotten there on her own, but let’s just say the little nudge she got was much appreciated, even if I had to break a few ribs and take a knock to the head to get her there.
I’m lying on our bed—yes, our bed—watching her style her hair before we head to the firehouse.
The hospital would only discharge me if I had someone to watch over me for the first week or so, and Haven straight up announced she was moving in with me when my mom offered to bring me home while I recovered. And she’s just never left. I convinced her to release her Airbnb because it makes a lot more sense for her to live above the bakery with me.
She meets my eyes in the mirror and gives me ahuge smile. The way my heart trips over itself at the sight would be embarrassing if I wasn’t so proud of how gone I am for my girl.
I love that I can be open about it now.
No more hiding.
“How do you feel about doing your speech, babe?”
Petrified, but not about the speech she’s referring to.
“Not thinking about that right now. Come sit on my face, Sprinks. I’m hungry,” I wiggle my eyebrows at her, but she’s not having it.
She walks toward me and grabs my hand to tug me up off the bed. “No way. We’re not going to be late to your ceremony,Captain.” She grins up at me smiling as I wrap her in my arms.
“Aren’t good girls supposed to listen to their captain's orders?”
“Aren’t good captains supposed to be on time for their swearing-in ceremonies?”
I growl as I grip her by the hips, pulling her flush against me, pressing my semi-hard cock to her pussy before falling back onto the bed with her on top.
“Hey, be careful! You’re still recovering!”
“I’m fine, Sprinks. I just need a snack before we leave.” I lift her up until she hovers above me. “Fuck me, woman, where are your panties?” I growl out.
The wicked giggle she lets out has me harder than stone.
“Oh, I don’t know, I thought maybe I’d go without today and give you a little something to think about while you’re doing your speech.”
“No, no way. No way in hell you’re doing that with all those fuckers around.”
She opens her mouth to protest, but it quickly turns into a moan as I get to work feasting on her. It’s my favorite thing to do, and I can’t stop doing it now she’s mine. My tongue flicks her clit before sliding down to spear into her. I moan when I find my girl soaking for me. As my tongue moves in and out of her, Isnake my thumb up to work her clit roughly, just the way she likes it.
Her thighs tighten, gripping my head in place as they quiver. She yanks on my hair, moaning and chanting my name over and over. I can tell she’s close, so I double down, my hard cock aching painfully inside my pants.
I shift her slightly, gripping her ass, sure I’ll be leaving my handprint on her creamy skin. Replacing my tongue with my fingers, I drive them into her while blowing and sucking on her clit.
Just as my teeth close around the perfect little nub, my girl breaks apart on my face, flooding me with her juices. When she falls over me, her delicious cleavage spills from the square neckline of her dress, as she struggles to catch her breath.
